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Endurance.

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Her hair tickles my face

My arm is dead where she pillows
Her head on my biceps.

The duvet is pulled from my chest
A draught wends its way across my skin

It is a lucky man   
Who must endure such hardships….                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    ©Copyright Fergus Carty 2011

 

 

 

 

7 Comments

  1. GionGion
    Very lucky indeed! A luck that could invite envy.
    sarala.

  2. sonal goswami says:

    so sweet…beautiful feelings..

  3. Vishvnand says:

    Simply Beautiful
    This is the state of love one would like to preserve & endure in spite of all hardships & other temptations.
    Kudos

  4. purabi says:

    ha ha ha…good one!

  5. parminder says:

    So softly romantic and picturesque! May such love be a reality to all of us!

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